Rajagopalan Kumar

Through the sea of greens so gay

The dusty road gropes its way
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The dark mountain road climbs its way
Like a great snake winds round its prey
Shining black in the simmering sun
Spotted by wayside trees on its run
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Oh soft leathery little leaves
What a wonder on the trees
Perched so firmly on their limbs
Dancing merrily in the winds.
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Thegolden sun bids adieu heaven and earth
for the day
Silver water strings from heaven to earth
in great array
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The cold night bids adiew at dawn

Little drops of dew over the lawn
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Through the silent dinner night

Save the clang of spoons so light
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From tufts of black and blue at yonder height

To the turf of white and blues spread so deep
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Up above the rising greens

Happy blues so free they sail
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The scorching sun bids adieu the evening sky
Walking down between yonder pair of rocky hills
The cool wind brings with it the nightly chill
Dark rain clouds slowly set up water laden decks
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Drizzling drops specle the watery ground
Buzzing mosquitoes play a tune as in the background
Dripping droplets on the leaves drum a natural rhythm
Sprouts of water jump and dance on the water stage
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Ocean at Night: 

Water water everywhere, deep down to the ocean floor
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Day and Night seem the same in every way
Daytime Sun had taken off for a Sunday
Rolling bars of water waves batter the land
Hounding the fisher folk back to the land.
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Forest flames bloom over the lush green hills
A Forest fire mirage over the the wood twilight hues
Sunset turns the hills to charred dark woods
As if, the greens burned down by the raging fire.
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Sand sand everywhere no place for caravan to land
The camel, only travel across the ocean of sand
Lo! There appears an oasis of nectar, a scene so rare
Hope that is not a mirage running into nowhere.
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From up above the lofty flying blues
In a mind boggling bird's eye view
Static silky white waves of barren ice
Glaringly hazardous to the bare eyes.
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The Day watch signs off his duty for the day
The sunset twilight marks the end of day;
Necklace of myriad colors adorn Mother earth so gay
The moon comes for duty at the far edge of the bay
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Behold the soft silky white clouds sailing at lofty height
Changing shapes and patterns, a delight to the sight
Brushed asides by palms, dancing to the music of the tides
Now and then, shield the earth from the scorching heat
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Twinkling wings of many a hue for the honey dew

Fluttering above the flowery rainbow of many a hue
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I fly all day, in and out, in search of prey
Chicks at home , happily chirp and play
Twilight dawns to mark the end of day
Time for nest to rest, wait for break of day.
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The pleasant chillness at break of day
When the black sky turns to colors so gay
Behold the Red ruby stud in the tufts of grey
When the Silver ring slides behind mounds of grey
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